When the palace lady heard this, her eyelashes fluttered, she seemed a little scared, and her body was trembling slightly. Wen Junchi finally got impatient with the wait. Finally, he turned around and lifted her chin directly.
But there was no fear in her expression, and there was even a hint of smile.
Her eyes seemed to be as lively as water, with a voluptuous flavor and charming charm. The corners of her small mouth were slightly raised, and the red lips were slightly raised, which had already aroused Wen Junchi's desire to kiss Fengze.
She was actually seducing him.
Doesn't he know that he is an emperor?
Doesn't she know that it is very easy for him to get her?
Wen Junchi grabbed her waist, and already had one hand on her chest, squeezing it constantly.
This is a woman who exudes charm from the bottom of her heart. How can he resist it? There are all kinds of women in his harem, but this woman is tempting him all the time. There is only one kind of desire in his mind at this moment.
!
"Get everyone out of here."
Everyone did not dare to disobey and quickly retreated. The palace lady also moved and seemed to want to leave, but Wen Junchi hugged her tightly and said, "You stay."
The room was quiet, and Gong'e looked at Wen Junchi quietly, with an irresistible desire in her eyes.
"What's your name?" Wen Junchi asked softly. He rarely saw such a woman, her charm seemed to emanate from her bones.
"Yanzhuang." She raised her eyes and uttered these two words.
"Today, you are mine." Wen Junchi laughed, picked her up and walked to the bed.
Yanzhuang naturally hooked on Wen Junchi's neck. No man could resist her charm, except Dongliu.
Her hair was messy, and her clothes were extremely loose. With just a little tugging, her snow-white shoulders were exposed, and her curvy figure was half-covered. Wen Junchi couldn't help it anymore, and directly pulled it
She was pressed under him, and under the wanton ravage, within a moment, Yanzhuang was already letting out bursts of moans.
Her whole body was trembling violently, and she did not hide her reaction. Her voice was also delicate: "Give me...give me..."
"Beauty, I just like..." Wen Junchi whispered in her ear, "I just like a straightforward beauty like you."
In the palace, most of the concubines are shy and will do everything they want to do. If they do too much, they will be boring. But this woman is different. She can seduce him more and give him more pleasure.
This is what men are after.
Yan Zhuang smiled sweetly and hugged Wen Junchi's strong body, as if she was longing for something. Her cheeks turned red and she said, "Does the Emperor like this slave very much? Is it okay for this slave to stay with the Emperor from now on?"
"Okay...for a woman like you...of course I am willing." Wen Junchi did not wait for Yan Zhuang's answer before he entered her body. The rhythm was extremely fast. Wen Junchi was galloping on her body,
I just feel that this feeling is completely different from the past.
Yan Zhuang groaned, and she followed his movements and caught up with his rhythm. This made Wen Junchi feel even more that this woman was born to know how to seduce men.
The two of them are getting closer and closer, it is the blending of souls, it seems that they are slowly merging with each other.
"Your Majesty..." Yan Zhuang's voice seemed to be seducing people. She shouted one after another, which only made Wen Junchi move faster, just to prove himself to this woman.
"Isn't it enough?" Wen Junchi was covered in sweat, and the sweat was dripping on her body. Their bodies were both sticky. His broad palms slid across her thighs, and her body also
He couldn't help but trembled.
Even though he liked her reaction, it was so natural and unabashed.
Yan Zhuang looked aggrieved and stared straight at Wen Junchi: "The emperor has made this slave very painful, but... I like the emperor and this feeling."
Wen Junchi smiled slightly, so her skin was fair and flawless. Is this the body of a slave? She was obviously catering to his movements without any shyness, but when he pierced her body, something was revealed underneath.
A red flower.
That's why he said that she was born. This kind of woman is born to please men.
"Okay, I'll give you something better." After Wen Junchi said this, he launched a new round of attack.
He is a little selfless, he likes this body.
Yan Zhuang took advantage of the moment when he lowered his head and showed a touch of disdain on his face. But when he raised his head, the touch of disdain disappeared without leaving any trace. She kissed his lips naturally, and it seemed that she really
She was full of love for him, but she didn't know that she felt very sick in her heart.
Wen Junchi kept banging hard. He thought Yan Zhuang was really enjoying it, but soon, Yan Zhuang became the active one. She looked at Wen Junchi below, her eyes seemed to be a little shy.
He could no longer hide his excitement. The concubines in the palace were all ladies, not so slutty, but this woman wanted to give him a different feeling.
"I want to make you a beauty, do you agree?"
The sunlight from outside filtered in, and even the tiny dust particles could be seen.
There was no cover on the bed, and the low moans could not help but echo.
"As long as I can be by the Emperor's side, it doesn't matter what kind of slave I am." Yan Zhuang said with a smile.
Both of them seemed to be releasing their seemingly never-ending passion. They were breathing rapidly, and Yan Zhuang was trying her best to please the man under her, the emperor of Qingxiao Kingdom.
She sacrificed herself just because of a man's order.
early morning.
The weather is fine today, with clear blue sky and no clouds, making the countryside even more green.
The leaves sway, bringing a hint of coolness.
Su Dai stood in front of the door, her eyes were dark green, and her eyes were not as bright as before.
She stared ahead and saw Wen Yimo and Hongye talking in a low voice in the distance, but she couldn't hear a sound. She couldn't help but worry, and she didn't know if what they were talking about was related to yesterday.
related to this moment.
Wen Yimo's face was still pale. He was only wearing a blue shirt. As if he was afraid that Su Dai would hear it, he tilted his head and looked back at her from time to time.
His body has not yet recovered. Would it be bad if he was exposed to the wind now?
She thought about it, then turned around and walked in. Since Wen Yimo didn't want her to know, she shouldn't force it. Wen Yimo always had his own plans, and she couldn't ask him to be honest about everything.